C103 Oxygen Covers

When Ye Zhiqiu arrived at the hospital, Jian Huan was standing outside the window of the ICU.

Yem Jingshen was lying on the hospital bed without any anger. His usually cold and angular face was as pale as paper. In just a few short hours, he seemed to have lost weight. His head was wrapped in white gauze, and there were blood stains on the gauze. There was an oxygen mask on his nose and mouth